The writer's curse

-Namrata Nath.

Writers are dangerous creatures

For they will draw pictures with words

And use them so well

That the silent garden of your mind

Will look like a mountain in spring

Screaming and laughing with life and lively

But it's just that they know the colours so well

That they paint a blank sky blue and grey

And forget that the mind is a mirror

And the beauty they paint gets embedded in others' souls

Pricking them with love 

And feeling wanted 

Sadly, the writer forgets

Of all the knives that kill men

Kindness is the worst